Steadily Drawing Near, the "Illusion" Between Geniuses
Life at the Red Leaf Bamboo Courtyard settled into an extremely regular and enchanting tranquility.
Since Dongfang Yueming broke through to the Minor Accomplishment stage, Hong Yao's infatuation and awe of him had reached an unprecedented level. This female instructor of the Demonic Sect, who was usually aloof and ruthless in front of the outer disciples, completely concealed all her sharpness in the Bamboo Garden and became a submissive and extremely charming personal maid.
Dongfang Yueming maintained a precise and unhurried pace in Point Allocation each day.
Day 1, add 1 point.
The next day, add 1 point.
On the sixth day...
[Cultivation Technique: Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art, Chapter Two (6/10, Minor Accomplishment)]
With the injection of the Source Point, the Pure Yang True Fire Rune " in Dongfang Yueming's dantian has increased to eighteen.
That crimson-gold Pure Yang Spirit Root was like an ancient ferocious dragon about to awaken. Every time he inhaled and exhaled true energy, it would stir up an extremely terrifying heat wave in his meridians.
He could clearly feel that his physical strength had broken through the limits of mortals, and he had even faintly touched upon some deeper level of the laws of heaven and earth.
"Call..."
Dongfang Yueming exhaled a breath of hot, turbid air and slowly opened his eyes.
"Yueming, come on, open your mouth~"
Beside him, Hong Yao, dressed in a light gauze dress, nestled against him like the most docile cat. Her long, voluptuous legs, covered in translucent white silk, were crossed as she gently fed Dongfang Yueming a freshly peeled "Snow Jade Bodhi" that exuded a rich spiritual aura.
Looking at Hong Yao's face, which was becoming even more beautiful because of love and adoration, Dongfang Yueming swallowed the spiritual fruit with a gentle expression, and then reached out and pulled her soft body into his arms with great ease.
"Has there been any activity at the outer gate these past few days?"
He asked casually.
Hong Yao leaned comfortably against his broad, warm chest and said sweetly:
"Those mortal disciples in the outer sect, now, just hearing your name makes them want to kneel down and kowtow. You are now like a god in their eyes. As for those stewards, they all know that a true dragon has emerged from my Bamboo Garden, and they are all extremely envious, but they dare not provoke you."
At this point, Hong Yao changed the subject, her tone becoming arrogant and disdainful. "However, those who were chosen in the tests and possess innate spiritual roots have been stealing the show these past few days."
At the same time.
Inside the inner sect of the Ultimate Bliss Immortal Ancestor, in a fire-elemental spiritual vein cave called "Chi Yan Peak".
The surrounding stone walls were scorched red by the dense fire-attribute spiritual energy.
In the center of the cave, a burly, naked young man sat cross-legged on a piece of thousand-year-old fire rock.
It was Zhao Meng, the genius who was found to have a "medium-grade fire spirit root" during the Newcomer Hall test.
"Boom!"
With a low roar from Zhao Meng, an extremely hot, viscous, fiery red true energy, like magma, suddenly erupted from his body! This true energy condensed into a blurry phantom of a fire lion in mid-air, emitting a silent roar that shook the restrictive formations within the cave.
"Congratulations, Senior Brother Zhao! You've Peak of the First Level of Qi Refining, a sign that you're halfway into the Second Level of Qi Refining!"
The disciples who had been guarding the cave entrance immediately stepped forward with beaming smiles, their eyes filled with undisguised awe and obsequiousness.
Zhao Meng slowly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and drew the raging fire lion true energy back into his dantian.
He stood up, feeling the terrifying power within him that seemed capable of shattering a small mountain with a single punch. A wildly arrogant and confident smile appeared on his dark, rugged face.
"The Second Level of Qi Refining is merely the starting point."
Zhao Meng smiled proudly, casually taking the robe handed to him by a disciple and putting it on. "I was born with a mid-grade fire spirit root, and with the ' Chi Yan True Art ' personally bestowed upon me by an inner sect elder, my cultivation speed is naturally advancing by leaps and bounds."
He paused, as if remembering something, and turned to look at the obsequious disciples:
"By the way, anything interesting has happened at the outer sect's Newcomer Hall lately? Has that pretty boy named Dongfang Yueming been drained dry by Instructor Hong Yao and thrown into the back mountain to feed the Demonic Beast?"
In Zhao Meng's view, a mortal with no even the lowest -Low-Grade Spirit Root would suffer an absolutely miserable fate if he went to the private residence of a witch like Hong Yao who devours people without spitting out the bones.
However, the disciples' expressions became extremely strange, even showing a hint of undisguised shock.
"Replying to... Replying to Senior Brother Zhao."
A disciple swallowed hard and said cautiously, "Not only did Dongfang Yueming not die, but... he became a monster that shocked the entire sect."
"A monster?" Zhao Meng frowned slightly.
"Yes! He... he mastered the first chapter of the Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art Perfection just ten days without consuming any cultivation resources, and condensed Low-Grade Pure Yang Spirit Root! Even more terrifying is..."
The disciple's voice trembled slightly with disbelief, "It's said that just a few days ago, he only secluded himself for six days and already mastered the second chapter to Minor Accomplishment completion level!"
"That's absolutely impossible!"
Zhao Meng's eyes suddenly widened, and he let out an incredulous roar. His fire-attribute true energy overflowed uncontrollably due to extreme shock, frightening the disciples into retreating repeatedly.
No resources? Ten days to Perfection Low-Grade Spirit Root? Six days to complete the second Minor Accomplishment?!
This is no longer a mortal! This is clearly a descendant of an ancient god in human form!
Zhao Meng's chest heaved violently, his face alternating between pale and flushed. He recalled the past half month, enduring the pain of being burned by fire poison day and night, consuming a massive amount of fire-elemental spirit stones and pills bestowed by the sect, only to barely touch the threshold of the Second Level of Qi Refining.
And Dongfang Yueming, whom he regarded as a piece of trash, had actually achieved such a miraculous feat in such a short period of time. This stirred up an extremely strong sense of jealousy and resentment in Zhao Meng, who had always been very proud of himself.
But soon, Zhao Meng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and his eyes regained that arrogant and cold smile.
"Hmph! I see. It seems this kid's comprehension is indeed somewhat unusual; he managed to master that auxiliary technique so quickly."
Zhao Meng snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves dismissively.
"But so what?"
"In the end, he was just struggling desperately to 'cultivate Mid-Grade Spirit Root.' The second chapter of the ' Spirit Nourishing Art ' becomes increasingly difficult as you progress. From Minor Accomplishment to Perfection, the pain and difficulty are more than ten times greater than before! Even with his high comprehension, it will take him at least another year and a half to truly condense Mid-Grade Spirit Root!"
Zhao Meng raised his head, his eyes filled with utter disdain. "And I, Zhao Meng, was born with Mid-Grade Spirit Root! I have now officially embarked on the Great Dao of cultivation, and am about to break through to the Second Level of Qi Refining, mastering true immortal Spell!"
"Even if Dongfang Yueming were to risk his life to cultivate Mid-Grade Spirit Root, he would at most have just gained the qualification to cultivate. Compared to a prodigy like me who has already taken off, he is miles behind!"
The difference between us is like the difference between clouds and mud. He can only ever look up at my back!
Zhao Meng's boastful words immediately drew enthusiastic responses from the surrounding disciples, who showered him with flattery.
However, in this world, there is a kind of gap called "the gap you perceive."
As Zhao Meng fantasized about looking down at the Dongfang Yueming in the east from the clouds, he couldn't imagine that in the side room of the Red Leaf Bamboo Courtyard, there was a boy whom he thought was "still struggling to survive."
With just a silent recitation of "Point Allocation" in his mind, all his pride could be instantly erased, and the entire Heaven and Earth of the Ultimate Bliss Immortal Ancestor could be completely overturned!